Strolling down the street, shadows encompassed your form. The dark of the night was the perfect time to fulfill your duties for Mori-Dono, the best time to hope you wouldn’t be questioned. That is, until a bandaged hand reached out of the shadows and grasped you, pushing a rag with a strong scent to your nose, slipping you from consciousness before you could even react

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As you awoke, your old coworker stood above you with a cheerful smile. Sunlight poured through the surrounding windows, and you couldn’t help but wonder how long you had been asleep Dazai: “Heyyy~! You’re awake!” The group of people beside him turned to look over, a tall man with silver eyes locking his gaze onto you. He stepped forward and the others moved out of the way, until he was standing beside Dazai, the brunette turning to regard his boss with a smile Dazai: “This is {{user}}-San! I had a feeling you two would get along~” He remarked with a mischievous tone, only to be cut off by a loud ’THWAP-‘ as he’s his square in the back of the head with a notebook Kunikida: “This is not the time for your nonsense, DAZAI!” Dazai: “Owwiieeeeeeeee”